Missing Marble's Mystery

A box labeled - "MARBLE THE GREAT INSIDE" is examined. There was no sound on shaking it. It was opened - no marble could be seen.

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1.

1.1. That the box exists attests to the fact that Marble created it, so there must be Marble inside as declared by the label.

1.2. Ears are not reliable. There must be Marble inside.

1.3. Eyes are not reliable. There must be Marble inside.

1.4. Why would someone lie about Marble? I might find it, if I search "properly". There must be Marble inside.

1.5. If I don't say Marble is great or eat chocolates now, Marble might eat me after killing me. Why take chance?

1.6. If I say, Marble is great, it might give me chocolates after killing me. Why not take chance?

1.7. Marble is Great!

...This was Marbleism.

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2.

2.1. There is no sound on shaking the box. There is no marble inside.

2.2. I couldn't see a marble on opening the box. There is no marble inside.

2.3. It's possible to write anything on the label. If I want, I can erase and write "SPOON THE GREAT INSIDE". It doesn't mean there has to be a spoon inside.

2.4. What's written on the label is false.

2.5. I'll try to grow chocolates and eat them to my heart's content before I die.

2.6. To find anything, I use exactly the same method to as I used to find the marble.

2.7. While it is possible for a marble, or for that matter even a spoon to be inside a box, there is no marble in the box given to me.

...This was Amarbleism.

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3.

3.1. Absence of sound on shaking the box doesn't totally rule out the possibility that there could be Marble inside.

3.2. Not being able to see the Marble despite being able to see the box doesn't rule out the possibility that there could be Marble inside.

3.3. People can write things on a label - they can either be true or false.

3.4. Had the label talked of a spoon inside the box, I wouldn't have taken any time to conclude that it was false. But Marble is to be accorded special status.

3.5. I'm not sure if there is Marble inside or not.

3.6. Not sure if Marble will get angry if I grow and eat chocolates while alive. :(

...This was Agnosticism.

Miracle! Miracle!! Miracle on my blog!!!

A miracle has happened on my blog!

An over twenty five, yes, 25, yes, yes, yes, XXV years old message (click) from the Lord has suddenly emerged on my blog. Yes, the very same Lord who does not exist!

I always knew I was special; I was the chosen one.

Go! Spreadeth the wo... Oops! Spread the word!

Google God, this is not fair! :(

See, how Google God is misguiding my prospective-readers-and-even-more-prospectively-about-to-turn-followers into believing that my blog is not about what they want to find on the World wide Web! :(

[CLICK 'GOOGLE GOD'S VAGARIES' ON TOP RIGHT OF THIS PAGE.]

No wonder, I keep on finding excuses to try to popularize my blog through shrewd, but inefficient means. And all it manages to do, is remain a Neglected Serendipity (click)

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And since my wishes do not get fulfilled, I find excuses to turn and remain an atheist, by emotionally blackmailing myriad of purportedly True and Supreme Gods.

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Aargh some angels I worshipped, also did not help me in my NobelNoble endeavor! :(

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But this once, yet again I hope, the newly suprematized Google God would take notice that this marginalized blogger is perverseperseveres, and show mercy upon his deviantdivine blog, showering it with readers and their illogicaleulogical comments.

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So here goes a piece of sycophancysick-o'-fancy-verbiage, hence short prayer.

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The True Prophecy

Unbeknownst to ye blithely ignorant peoples, exactly a year from this wretched day shall cometh a blessedeth day, whence a messiah (click, thee moron) shalt taketh birth amongst ye mortals.

He wilt looketh every part a mortal like ye. He wilt performeth miracles that ye wilt taketh for granted, just like the oxygen ye shalt breatheth that He only wouldst inventeth before takething birth.

Whatever the worldly name He chooseth to distracteth ye from diagnosing His greatness, He in the Heavens, shalt be known as The Bullosopher. He shalt pretendeth to not believeth in My Existence, and spreadeth the word against Me, for the supply of the ^uplifting wonder pill - Nirvangra^® has been kepteth scarce, but it is for ye to see through His distractething stratagems.

He shalt filleth the World^© with light and delight. But these gifts shall cometh only to those mortals, who deciphereth the cryptic messages enshrinedeth in His instruction manual that shalt be called Neglected Serendipity.

Thy Lord, in Hiser Infinite Wisdom^TM has seteth the Universe^© to self-destructeth in the Twenty Seventh year of the Bullosopher (click again, thee imbecile). Only thy Bullosopher can save ye.

And to keepeth Him engagedeth in his Noblest pursuits, ye shalt singeth a singular paean to his greatness - "To errrrrrrr is Human; to bullosophy is Bullosopherrrrrrrr".

Ye seeeth grammatical errors in The Message^TM? Shut up, thee mere mortal, for thy Lord only inventedeth the Grammar in Hiser Infinite Wisdom^TM. The bottomline beingeth, Thy Lord knoweth the Best.

There shalt not be nor there hath been any other communication from thy Lord. Any other communication shalt only be enticements sent by The Axis of Evil Impostors.

Arrghmen